Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 570 New Direction

Then there are the Sea Demon Gang sailors who also act as slave traders.

Having been pirates themselves, the Luscans surrendered without any difficulty. Their ability to adapt to changing circumstances not only saved them but also caused Zhang Yuan some minor trouble.

Such scum is an eyesore, let alone someone to be used or employed.

But simply letting them go would have endless consequences, as for killing prisoners of war…

No matter how despicable they are, they must die knowing why. The practice of killing surrendered soldiers should not be started carelessly.

Fortunately, there was a solution. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Zhang found new jobs for these scumbags at sea, enabling them to be re-employed.

"My Lord Chanem, you make my Word Bearers do all the dirty and hard work. At least send some decent men. What's the point of throwing in some dregs from Revel?"

Viconia, who had been summoned by the mage to take over the manpower, showed disdain on her face, finding fault with everything she did and expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Even the excrement of the Losa Beast has its value, let alone these guys, although their conduct is a bit bad, they are still professionals."

Zhang Yuan also saw through the other party's little scheme; was the so-called "selector" actually the buyer?
"These days, where can you find any wild professionals? You think I'm too weak, and so do I. How about I catch a few goblins to fill in?"

The latter indeed shut up and said nothing. So what if he's trash? Can he be worse than his own compatriots?

Is he going to act like a scoundrel and throw his weight around in front of Zhuo Er?
Hehe~ Viconia's slender fingers unconsciously brushed against the long whip at her waist, and in a few breaths she arranged a special meal featuring the Darklands for these future subordinates.

The tough-skinned minotaurs and grey dwarves all said it was delicious, but I wonder what the Revelers on the surface think.

The two months of late spring and early summer passed by like a flowing river, washing away the original rough and unfinished appearance of Xinqi Tulou and revealing its unique exotic and ancient architectural style.

It also paints patterns of ridges and furrows on the earth, and the warm winds that blow across the wilderness evoke tender green shoots like the downy fuzz of a green carpet.

In the busy days of spring plowing and summer planting, after burying the harvested seeds, Jie Di straightened her back, raised her head to wipe the sweat from her temples, and squinted her eyes slightly in the beautiful glow of the setting sun.

Father of the Oak, that bastard Chanem only knows how to add more burdens to his shoulders, with wave after wave of immigrants moving in, followed by seemingly endless wasteland and farming work.

Jadi, I know you. You can definitely help these poor people regain hope.

Jadi, I'm entrusting the agricultural affairs to you; they are the foundation of our territory.

Oh, my dear druid lady, you have my complete trust, so please have more confidence in yourself too, okay?

Whenever I go to Chanem to complain and whine, that guy always manages to come up with a whole bunch of nonsense to fool me and get rid of me.

What's annoying is that she falls for it. These ridiculous rhetoric always manages to ensnare her, whipping her like a spinning top.

After all, the work I do has value!

While outwardly complaining, Jady was actually quite satisfied, seemingly on the verge of successfully manipulating herself. Lacking life experience, she naturally failed to see through the lord's despicable tactics.

Having subtly employed some psychological rhetoric from his past life, Zhang Yuan let out a cheerful laugh, as loud as a chandelier, from deep within the castle's underground.
Mr. Zhang was in a good mood today, not just because he had fully exploited the abilities of his subordinates and exchanged them for a thriving report in front of him.

With the power armor reserved for Münster now complete, the enchanting factory beneath Shadowcliff can finally be transformed back into a watchmaking workshop from an armory.

The White Tower Merchant Guild, forced by a shortage of goods and forced to employ scarcity marketing tactics for a period, was in a hurry; Mr. Zhang, whose wallet was visibly thinning after several large-scale financial cuts, was also anxious. Farmland cultivation was the foundation of the territory's food supply, while the gradual development of light industries such as soap and bicycles, which no longer required guidance from Keane's craftsmen, was crucial to the development of industry and commerce.

But if you want to make money quickly, you have to sell a watch.

Although the exclusive sales period has ended, thanks to the aesthetic design and marketing methods borrowed from the previous life, coupled with the exquisite craftsmanship of the Keen tribe, the White Tower Clock brand has long been renowned and is a top-tier brand.

Other artisan workshops naturally followed suit and imitated, but neither the cost nor the craftsmanship could be easily improved.

Even wealthy businessmen and aristocrats who follow trends feel somewhat uncomfortable spending more money to buy inferior goods.

When fine wines become popular, grape juice prices will also rise.

For example, the most basic and clumsy approach of piling on materials resulted in a bizarre product: a large gold chain paired with a large gold watch face, which from a distance looked like a gold belt tied to the wrist.

Those lucky enough to snag these gold shackles, jokingly referred to as "nouveau riche's shackles," initially showed off their ignorance, but later became ashamed and quickly removed them, tucking them into their groin.

The embarrassing incident of exposing one's face and buttocks caused many workshops to abandon their small ambitions and focus on imitating and making minor innovations.

While adopting the "borrowing" approach is simple, it further solidified the brand image of White Tower Watches, and numerous imitators propelled it to the top.

Now, the White Pagoda Chamber of Commerce has arrived with several new products, its money-making sickle gleaming. Those who have finally grown a little bit are bound to get ripped off.

However, only exploiting the Sword Bay area feels like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. But if we really want to extend our reach beyond the Sword Bay, especially to the rich and fertile southern regions, we can only look on with envy, unable to reach them.

South of the Sword Coast lies the commercial nation of Am, and beyond the Star Swirl Mountains and the Marching Mountains lie the prosperous kingdoms of Tesser and Karinsan.

Unfortunately, he did not have a fully-fledged, fearless fleet, so it was probably impossible for him to open the gates and demand freedom of trade.

Or, why don't we contact the merchants over there and get involved in export trade?
Zhang Yuan tapped his fingers on the table, making a crisp, rhythmic sound. As his thoughts raced, two people came to mind.

"Greetings, Your Excellency." X2
As soon as Lias and Khomei entered the lord's mansion hall, they hurriedly bowed to Master Zhang, who was sitting in the hall.

"Well, I have a task for you."

The monk didn't beat around the bush, slowly explaining his business plan before looking at the two of them:
"Those who know each other well understand the ins and outs, and those in the know understand the ins and outs. Since you all come from Karinsan, you must know some connections and channels, right?"

"this…"

"It's hard to say, sir, it's really hard to say."

Unexpectedly, what was thought to be a simple matchmaking matter took an unexpected turn. Just by looking at the troubled expressions on Rias and Khomeini's faces, it was clear that something was amiss.

After all, they are no longer free merchants who can arbitrarily set prices. They all know what it means for their families to be taken to the high cliff.

Oh, right, Khomeini is the guy who kept saying he wanted to offer his daughter.

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